Douluo Continent, I've brought the entire Dragon King.

Chapter 51 Shouldn't a teacher's soul power level be at least as high as that of their students?

Yu Xiaogang stepped into the magnificent Shrek Academy.

The gate was open, and the steps at the entrance were spotless, without a speck of dust.

He looked around and saw several neatly trimmed flowering trees in the yard, with a faint fragrance in the air.

"Not bad, not bad."

Yu Xiaogang nodded to himself.

"Flander, that miser, has finally decided to spend money."

He walked along the cobblestone path into the area.

After walking a few steps, a door appeared in front of them.

The door was entirely silver-white, with a smooth, mirror-like surface, without any visible gaps, as if it were cast from a single piece of metal.

There was no handle, no keyhole, nothing at all.

Yu Xiaogang stopped and looked him up and down.

"This door—is interesting."

As he was wondering how to get in, the door suddenly lit up.

A beam of white light swept down from above the door and shone on Yu Xiaogang.

Immediately afterwards, a mechanical voice rang out.

"Please verify your identity."

Yu Xiaogang was startled by the sudden sound and took a step back.

"What is it?"

He stared wide-eyed at the door, a sense of surprise and doubt washing over him.

"This...this is a soul tool?"

Yu Xiaogang, being a person with extensive theoretical knowledge, recognized it as a soul tool at a glance.

But he had never seen a soul tool like this before.

It can talk, emit light, and scan a person's body.

"When did Flander become so amazing?"

Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

"You can even get your hands on something like this?"

He took a deep breath, resumed his inscrutable expression, and spoke to the door.

"My name is Yu Xiaogang."

He waited for the door to open.

The light on the door flickered.

"Verification failed. Please verify your identity again."

Yu Xiaogang frowned.

"Verification failed?"

He thought for a moment, then spoke again.

"I am Master Yu Xiaogang."

The light on the door flickered again.

"Verification failed. Please verify your identity again."

Yu Xiaogang's face fell.

"What kind of junk is this?"

He cursed inwardly.

"Could Flander have bought this cheap car from some street vendor?"

He tried a few more times.

"Yu Xiaogang is from Nottingham City."

"I am a friend of Dean Flander."

"I am a new teacher at your college."

The light on the door flickered again and again.

The answer is always the same.

"Verification failed. Please verify your identity again."

Yu Xiaogang's temper flared up.

He ignored the door, took a few steps to the side, and saw a row of low railings.

The railing wasn't high, only reaching his waist.

"They won't let me in? I'll climb over myself."

Yu Xiaogang lifted his leg, preparing to step over the guardrail.

He had just lifted his foot.

A white light shot out from the railing, transforming into a giant hand that slapped him.

“Pah!”

Yu Xiaogang was sent flying, tumbling in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Face down, like a dog eating shit.

"puff"

Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of dirt and struggled to get up from the ground.

His clothes were covered in dust, his face was covered in mud, and his hair was a mess like a bird's nest.

"Flander—you bastard—"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and muttered a curse under his breath.

"What a piece of junk!"

He stood at the door, looking at the silver-white door and then at the railing, and finally gave up the idea of ​​forcing his way in.

He took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Flander! Come out!"

"I am Yu Xiaogang!"

"Flanders!"

The sound echoed in the courtyard, but no one answered.

Yu Xiaogang called out a few more times.

"Flander! If you don't come out now, I'm leaving!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a rough voice came from inside.

"What's all the noise about?"

"Who's yelling and shouting outside?"

The sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

A tall figure emerged from the depths of the courtyard.

The man looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with a high nose and deep-set eyes. His azure eyes were as deep as gemstones, and his long white hair was draped over his shoulders, fluttering in the wind. He exuded a powerful aura.

It was none other than the Crimson Dragon Douluo, from the Turbid World.

When Yu Xiaogang saw the person who had arrived, his imposing manner involuntarily weakened.

This person has such a strong presence.

But he quickly straightened his back, and his expression returned to its inscrutable state.

"I'm here to see your dean."

Zhuo Shi looked him up and down, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Looking for the dean?"

"Who are you?"

Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat and raised his voice a few decibels.

"My name is Yu Xiaogang."

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"He is known as a master."

"The originator of the Ten Major Martial Soul Competitiveness Concepts".

"I am here today at the invitation of your dean to serve as a teacher."

After he finished speaking, he waited for the other party to show a surprised expression, and naturally did not mention a word about his soul power level being only level 29.

Zhuo Shi's expression remained unchanged.

"The competitiveness of the top ten martial souls?"

Zhuoshi shook his head.

"Never heard of it."

"Our dean has never said anything about finding any teachers from outside."

Yu Xiaogang's lips twitched.

"Never heard of it?"

He thought to himself.

"My theory on the competitiveness of the Ten Martial Souls has a certain influence in the Soul Master world, yet this person has never heard of it?"

He noticed Zhuo Shi's gaze, the same gaze as those who looked down on his soul power level back then, showing great contempt for him.

Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of anger. This guy probably looked down on him because he wasn't very strong, was quite old, and didn't have a strong aura.

"When I see Flander, I'll make sure he fires this guy."

"What right does a reckless brute who doesn't understand theory have to stand here?"

Zhuoshi looked at him, his tone indifferent.

"Please leave if you do not have an appointment."

"Shrek Academy is not a place that just anyone can get into."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth.

"I am a close friend of your Dean Flanders."

"He wrote to me asking me to come."

Zhuo Shi's brows furrowed even more.

"Dean Flander?"

"There is no Dean Flander here."

"The guy you're looking for is probably from that bootleg Shrek Academy across the street."

Yu Xiaogang was stunned.

"opposite?"

He turned his head and looked at the dilapidated college across the street.

The wooden door was crooked and tilted, the signboard was about to fall, and weeds grew all over the entrance.

"That—that's Flanders' academy?"

Zhuoshi looked at him and continued.

"At Shrek Academy, to become a teacher, one naturally needs sufficient strength. If your strength is inferior to your students, then what kind of teacher are you? What strength do you have?"

These words were particularly hurtful to Yu Xiaogang.

"What do you know? Do you know anything about the competitiveness of the top ten martial souls? Do you even know the limit of a human's first soul ring that can absorb?"

Upon hearing Zhuo Shi's words, Yu Xiaogang immediately retorted. He was furious; another brute judging people by their soul power level!

"Stop talking nonsense, my current strength is proof enough!"

Zhuo Shi immediately released his spirit rings—nine spirit rings in total: three purple, three black, and three red!

This was a powerful expert at the Title Douluo level. Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Seal—Title Douluo—"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was trembling. What was even more terrifying was that, in addition to the pressure from the spirit ring, there was also a tremor from the depths of his bloodline.

His own dragon-type martial soul bloodline was suppressed, so... this old man opposite him has a high-level dragon-type martial soul bloodline?

[Detection indicates a significant increase in key figure Yu Xiaogang's acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy!]

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